''I bet you, I do not want a war to erupt in the city. They cannot stand my artillery,'' Greg said to Don Black and Bane on one occasion when they met to talk about the situation of things. Greg had the most frontal army, and the city knew it. Mr. Ban was like a patient gentleman, but deep inside him, he was a wolf waiting for its prey to be helpless before he struck. As pretty much relevant as Mr. Ban still was, he was slowly losing it to Greg. Greg was smart. Apart from coming out of jail, and knowing how to deal with the street, he was a former CEO already, so his brain had been flourishing with ideas before this time. That was why he was excelling so much above his supposed elders in the game. Greg became an elder after three months of joining the commodity exchange business, and it pained a couple of people including Mr. Ban and Snake Eyes. At public functions, Greg would bask like the first citizen of the city. In the same space as Mr. Ban, Greg was excelling greatly

Barter tried to psyche himself that his fears were not true, but it seemed that the more he tried to lie to himself, the more he believed that in fact, what he was afraid of was exactly what had happened.He was suspecting that Alina was dead, even though he prayed that he was just being overly sensitive. Luckily, he met up with Mr. Ban's errands as if nothing had delayed him before, then he went to meet Mr. Ban. Mr. Ban knew at once that something was wrong with Barter. ''Are you okay? Why are you walking around as if you saw the grim reaper and only managed to escape narrowly?'' Mr. Ban asked as he looked at Barter with worry. ''I'm just indisposed, boss,'' Barter replied.''Indisposed?'' Mr. Ban asked, looking at Barter, expressing that he was shocked at what Barter said. Barter nodded. Barter was sweating on his forehead. The thought of the fact that Alina might be dead was heavy on him. The more he tried to ignore the fact, the more it weighed in on him. He could not wait

In the gangsta world, respect, and yielding to a superior party could save one a lot of damage, and that was the case with Bane. When Bane heard that Mr. Ban was teaming up with Snake Eyes, he yielded. Bane visited Snake Eye's establishment in the dead of the night two days ago, to declare himself independent of Don Black, whom he heard was a major target in the war that Mr. Ban and Snake Eyes were brewing against Don Black. Snake Eyes laughed in Bane's face. ''What sort of gangsta are you?'' Snake Eyes asked Bane after Bane had explained to him why he was visiting. ''The proper gangsta. One that follows the books and the rules,'' Bane replied to Snake Eye's question. Snake Eyes lit up with excitement. ''And what does the book say this time?'' He asked Bane, flashing a hidden sneer at him. Bane had adjusted uncomfortably because of the questioning he was undergoing from Snake Eyes. Snake Eyes was humiliating him, and a gangsta of Bane's caliber could not stomach the disrespec

Don Black knew that something was wrong. He turned around abruptly to leave the vicinity when he heard his phone ringing. He had absentmindedly yanked it into his pocket after speaking with Bane earlier, and had forgotten about it. He reached into his pocket and took out the phone. Greg Chase was calling. Don Black hurriedly answered. "My goodness, Greg. Which Gangsta God did you offend to make Ban hate you like this?" Don Black asked. "Associating with you sure does have consequences..." Don Black was saying, when Greg cut him short. "One of Snake Eye's franchise has burst into flames. It was Snake Eyes that attacked you, not Ban. However I have retaliated hastily so that him and Ban will know that everyone can be mean and ruthless!" Greg said to Don Black defiantly.Don Black was speechless. "Boss! Boss, let's get out of here!" One of Don Black's men came running towards Don Black from afar, accompanied by other gangstas. Suddenly everyone around were running Helter skelter

Snake Eyes did not understand how a criminal who had successfully carter away with merchandise worth hundreds of thousands of dollars will just return it as if it was nothing. He frowned. Besides, when was there ever a time that anybody reported missing merchandise? ''Did we ever have any merchandise stolen recently?'' Snake Eyes asked when he got to the targeted franchise. His men shook their heads. But there was a returned product right there in their store, and nobody could understand when they ever reported anything like that, missing. ''Who brought the product here?'' Snake Eyes asked, but nobody could trace the deliverer of the product either. It was at this point that Snake Eyes suspected that the so-called returned merchandise was fake, and a setup. Before he could alert his men to get rid of the fake merchandise, there was a sudden spark in the product. All the men around took to their heels immediately, including Snake Eyes, and then there was a loud bang in the ai